Friday, December 03, 2004

REASONS WHY I DONT SMOKE:

* i'm not COOL! [laughin my ass off.. literally]
* i never really LEARNED how to do it. we used to do something else. har-har.
* it makes a person's breath smell bad.
* it makes the person smell bad. you should know.
* not all cigarettes are gudang RED. haha! pun intended.
* it draws my stamina back to 0.
* it makes me tire easily during training.
* i dont even want to go through another cardiac attack. or whatever it is the nurse said it was. it's just so painful.
* the smoke adds to pollution [eeek.. nature junkie]
* it's not for me.

come to think of it... i dont puff cigs plainly because I DONT WANT TO. i have nothing against people who smoke... hey, we all have our own thing. HAHAHA!

drinking on the otherhand, is a better vice. why? when you drink, you only harm yourself, not the environment. see how this is perfect for me? you do not account for your behavior when you zone out. ho-hum.

it makes me just want to pound on a drink of choice. i know, i know. liquid courage backfires when you wake up the morning after with a hangover. because then, you're back to your same old self, your problems are STILL there... only now you've got to deal with them with an incapacitating jackhammer headache.

dont worry, i never get drunk anyway. tipsy... well well well, being in that state gives me an inexplainable blissful sensation. something i always want to hold on to. an expected utterance of a natural high.

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH!

haha. wala lang.

doesnt it ever make anybody wonder why we cant picture ourselves being what we want to be, doing something new and taking risks when the occasion calls for it? i dont know either because when i try to picture myself as a girl ---which i am--- i have trouble doing so. the state we are in hinders us from any creative thought. most of us are in denial of who we truly are... maybe we're not looking hard enough, or we just dont know... yet.

my mind's imaginings obviously have little to do with reality. it frightens me... because my imaginations seem more true to life than my reality... oh joy! what the fuck ever!


leaving skool nothing to see here at 5:10 PM

{xoxo}